Only 5 and 3....

Lately parenting has gotten the best of us. The best of our patience is exhausted, the best of our play time is beaten down and tired. That does not stop the need for play time and the ever greater need for patience. The other day Sean said, "they are still so small, just 5 and 3, so little still." I've been trying so hard to look at them through that lens of life, only 5 and 3 years of life to know all the rules of whats annoying, whats safe, whats funny vs. whats obnoxious. In the large scheme of life I know Hanks sensitive nature is going to make him the sweetest, kindest man. His neurotic perfectionism and attention to detail will make him such and intelligent creative person. Archie's head strong nature and stubbornness will be such an asset when he is older. However, right now it looks like Hank throwing up his dinner and crying because I told him I was making chicken for supper, but forgot to mention I was also making potatoes and veggies, and it looks like Archie not listening to a damn word that is said to him, and crying loudly over any instructions given so he can ignore you and do it his way anyways. It looks like two tired beaten down adults at the end of the day who dread being left alone with their children.... What will it look like for us when they are not 5, 3, and 1?

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My life is not the pinterest board picture I want it to be. I could probably post a few timely taken photos that would make it all look pretty, but what it really looks like is my 5 year old crying because I wont let him wear red from head to toe, my three year old crying because he doesn't think he needs a jacket in 50 degree weather, and my the 16 month old screaming because the 3 year old is touching her baby. My house is a mess, and it's not from crafting cute banners, or sensory play with they kids. It's a mess from living, and it's always a mess unless my dear husband stays up way too late cleaning it. I could probably post some photos that were taken at just the right time, but who am I kidding. It really looks like this...

When it does't look like a huge mess, I'm pretty sure it's because the kids are in bed. The only reason there's time to blog this is because the baby is nursing after her colossal tantrum over me putting the groceries away.
The last time I posted anything on here we only had one child!